Amy.

Corrine and I were both surprised to see Amy come out wearing a dark green off-the-shoulder fishnet babydoll with ruffled lace sleeves, scalloped lace trim, and a matching thong panty. It was quite obvious with the see-through material that she was definitely not wearing a bra underneath, revealing her large breasts' areolae and erect nipples.

Amy seemed a bit shy as she stepped out, which was opposite of her normally confident self. She may no longer have the lithe, albeit top heavy, body from high school, but she was still in great shape, even with a young son. I guess she was still not used to dressing up girly despite long growing out of her tomboy phase.

"Holy shit, Amy," I blurted out, gawking at the sexy lingerie she picked, which left little to the imagination of her shapely body.

"I assume I have your approval?" she laughed, pointing to the pillow covering my erection.

"Yes, very much so!" I replied as she gracefully twirl around in front of me, causing the babydoll to lift up and offer me a quick glimpse of her tone body beneath.

"Who's next?" Jennifer asked.